AGAIN

14

"congratulations, Akashi San, you're four week pregnant." everything went quiet.

So I really am pregnant, with Haruchiyo's child.

Excitement ran through your body. When you came in here, you didn't actually thought you were pregnant. But here you are, driving back home to Shibuya with such excitement to tell your husband the news.

Maybe this child will be the saviour of your marriage. The thought is undeniably selfish, but you're desperate to keep your husband by your side, and to yourself.

It made you remember the time when you two just got married and the thought of having children filled you two with joy. Though, you two became hesitant to the idea just a few months later because you two realise you wouldn't be able to give the child a normal life with Sanzu's occupation.

Of course, the idea faded altogether when your marriage started falling apart. But, this little one would change that.

Right?

When you arrive at your house, you saw his car parked at the garage. Coming in, everything was silent except for the sound clattering in the kitchen. Slowly walking towards the kitchen, you saw him all alone, washing his dishes.

He looked so beautiful, being in his own world.

You walked up to him and gave him a hug from behind. "sorry you have to do the dishes." you whispered. You felt him flinched in suprise. He turned to you and slightly pushed you away from him. "what are you doing here?" he scoffed. He finished washing the last plate and put them on the rack. He walked to the fridge and pulled out a can of beer.

"what do you mean? Can't I go home to our own house?" your husband looked at you weirldy at how soft you were talking and how you emphasised the word 'our'. "i see."

You frowned at his lack of emotion towards you. And just as he was about to walk out of the kitchen, you pulled him back by his arm. "Haru, i have something to tell you." Sanzu faced you with a scowl that immediately turned into confusion when he saw you smiling so sweetly at him. "what? I'm tired." he groaned at you. "Haru I'm pregnant."

Silence filled the room, only the sound of the can of beer meeting the floor was heard.

You looked at him with hopeful eyes while he looked at you with terrified ones that soon turn to agitated one's. "oh really? With who? Kokonoi?"

You sighed, letting go of his arm. "wha- of course not. It's yours-I'm four weeks pregnant. We had sex exactly four weeks ago-"

"and four weeks ago you were at Koko's place." you scoffed at him in disbelief. "Haru, I told you. I didn't do anything with Hajime." and here you thought you would finally have a long conversation with no argument invloved.

He looked at you with one eye brow raised in meaningless suspicion that says "prove it."

You can't believe this man. You don't ask him why he brings whores home, and why does he have to question an innocent sleepover get away from your cheating husband? "I can't prove that me and Hajime didn't mess around. But I can prove to you, that I am carrying your child wether you like it or not."

"yeah,i really don't." he scoffed and turned his back to you again. Tears begin to form in your eyes in disbelief.

Well, to be honest, you were being an idiot for thinking he'd be thrilled with you getting pregnant. You were being delusional in fact.

Delusional for thinking your crap of a marriage is still salvageable. And you too were desperate to salvage it. But in the end of the day, you were just some sad, delusional wife.

"so you're just gonna leave me be? You're gonna let your child be? But didn't you said you're nothing like your father and brother. But here you are, neglecting your wife and your child." haha, right, as much of a delusional sad wife you were, you would always be a sharp tongue asshole with no filter with a hint of a Manipulative asshole. Well, more like provoking, cunning, foul mouthed, spoiled and bratty.

He stopped in his tracks. You smiled, at him. And just as you were to say another word, you felt a harsh sting on your check, head turned to the side because of the impact.

You were shocked. He just slapped you... He just hit you. Raised an arm at you. "I swear to god, Y/n! Can't you shut that good for nothing mouth of yours atleast just once?! I'm tired of you! Of us! Listen here because I'm only saying this once. I don't want that child in you wether it's mine or not. And I certainly do not want or need you!" he yelled at your stunned face, processing what the hell this just happened.

He looked at you weirdly as you turn your face towards him with disgust and anger. And soon, he felt you slapped him hard. "I've endure every bullshit that I know I don't deserve because I loved you. I turned a blind eye with every fucking thing you did. But, lifting your hands on me...that's it. You said you're done with us? Sure. I'm done with us too. With you. You don't need me? Then I don't need you anymore either.

And you don't want this child? Okay, I'll take care of them on my own and make sure they'd grow up without needing you like everyone does." the teares from your eyes were no where in sight. Only the slightly red cheek and a
Face that looked at him with such disgust.

He processed everything that you just said to him in silent. Standing still in his place as you ran up to your shared room. Soon he heard the sound of something heavy falling down the ground.

His eyes widen and fear, running upstairs to your room as fast as he can, he saw you rushly pushing every clothes you can fit in your luggage. And as you did so, you noticed his presence in the room while he watched you, speechless.

Quickly zipping the zipper close, you pushed yourself out of the door, hitting his shoulder on your way out.

"where the fuck are you going?!" he yelled, following you downstairs to see you picking up your purse as you wear your boots. "away from you. That's what you wanted, right?" you turned to look at him one last time, pulled your luggage closer to you. "I'll get the rest of my thing with the divorce papers." that was the last thing you said before you walked out the door, to his life. He heard your car pull out the drive way as he stood there in the threshold all alone.

His brain still trying to process what just happened.

Did you two just finally broke up?